Contact Mimi at mimiallin@gmail.com. This blog started in 2006 as a public journal for the year-long performance, "Nostalgia: The Poetess at Green Lake." I hoped, by setting up my desk & working in public (at Green Lake in Seattle, WA), to communicate the awareness that there is a poet within reach & committed to you. From the project's culmination in July 2007 to the present time, I have continued this work in other spheres for other communities.

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Sunday 12 November 2006

TULIP TREE

104 leaves left on my tulip tree, my right tulip tree, the one with which I sympathize and identify.

Have you ever killed an animal with your bare hands? Skinned and eaten an animal? Do you eat meat? Then who is skinning it? Deboning and preparing it? How did you gain such privilege? Is it a privilege? Bypassing this activity allows you to..? Enables you to...? Save you from...?

I have challenged Travis to trap and skin a rabbit. He is up for the challenge. I will do the same. We have until Easter, sinister as that may sound, to catch, kill, skin and eat a rabbit.

WEATHERING

Wind and rain all day. All day. Wind and rain.

MATTER & MEMORY

Maya Beiser presented "Almost Human" at On the Boards on 17-18 November (2006) for which she accompanied, on cello, video works by Bill Morrison and Shirin Neshat.

The accompanying video work of Bill Morrison was critical and moving. Using found 16mm film footage, he plays and replays their signage, recaptures and loses their histories. Explores a world of decay and regeneration. Matter and Memory: A Conversation with Bill Morrison .

The video of a Miao woman singing a folk song, calling to an unseen partner, presumably over a mountain, which in this case is really Maya Beiser on the cello, the Miao woman smiling hopefully through her faith-born song, brought to the fore both the worth and signifigance of our communication.

THE LOST WORLD

behind the plateaua world the way the world was a million years agobefore the interruption of historywater jumpingover all the images with the pattern of deaththe way water stretches&bubbles their faces &chestsdeath in the edge of a water dropthe way water cuts a head offbisects a scenedrops &disappears&you can’t find it againbut it’s looking for you&finds youwho’s lost thenis it deaththe way the white balls danceburn &meltsearthe way the skeleton dancesis it deaththis gluethe landscape wavinggalloping shavingthe car alarm in your voiceyour self-duplicating sentencesyou are multiplyingby 6 by 7 by 8why bother with familywith orchestrawhen you can fill yourselfa room with your sounddesign an explosioninstead of going out or inslide like a doorfill the horizon with a replicaa paper the horizon of yourselfthe 20th centuryis impervious to your slidingyour superficial gliding&waterskiing

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A K Mimi Allin is a conceptual artist and poet. She has twice crossed the Pacific Ocean by sailboat, has worked as a climbing ranger and served in the Peace Corps. She holds an MA in Writing from City College of New York. In 2012, she wrote all of Shakespeare's sonnets in the sand at low tide and let the surf wash them away. In 2011, she hugged 51 telephone poles in an effort to revisit past relationships for a performance called Surrogate. And in 2011, she drew a line around 14,410' Mt Rainier with her body to effect Tahoma Kora, a 36-mile, 65-day prostrating circumnavigation. Artist website: www.akmimiallin.weebly.com.